Politico op-ed: Damn, our president is hip

There’s a germ of a good point here — The One’s cultural cachet does help him with voters, especially young ones, by proving he’s “in touch” — but it’s drizzled with so many gooey effusions and earnest exclamation points that I can only call it Morford-esque. Read it and tell me you don’t hear Phil Hartman doing the “Sassy” voice.

But watch him walk. Listen to him talk. See the body language, the expressions, the clothes. He’s got attitude, rhythm, a sense of humor, contemporary tastes.

This much is clear: Whether dealing with the Wall Street mess, shifting troops from Iraq to Afghanistan or fumbling to fill his Cabinet, Obama leans heavily on personal panache to push political policies. Truth be told, his style is rooted in something elusive and hard to define. Pure and simple, it’s hip…

He is green, open, athletic, tech-savvy, healthy. And his hip image certainly isn’t hurt by his wife, who is so obviously cool — setting trends (Sleeveless! Tending her own garden!), confidently mingling with superstars, gracing magazine covers coast to coast…

He could go professorial on the need for health care reform or describe the minutiae of Middle East politics. Still, he begged to bring his BlackBerry into the Oval Office, a signal that he intends to remain in touch with the 21st century. Very hip!…

Obama strutted onto Jay Leno’s stage and plopped down on the couch, making him the first sitting president to do that. He unveiled his March Madness basketball bracket from the Oval Office. And speaking of basketball, who missed the sight of POTUS dressed in all black, sitting courtside at a Bulls-Wizards game with a cup of beer and high-fiving a trash-talking fan? How hip was that?!

Don’t forget the handshake with Hollywood’s favorite dictator. Quite sassy indeed. Exit question: You know who I bet would find a lot of merit in this piece? Ahem.